Before I got in the shower this morning, I gave Andlie a cookie leftover from the batch I made last night. I left the pan on top of the counter and there were four additional cookies remaining. When I got out of the shower, the pan was placed neatly on the floor with the spatula following suit and there were no cookies left. I went in to where Andlie was & said, "Andlie, did you eat all of the cookies?" She turned around with a mischevious, darling, chocolate-filled smile, giggled & said, "Yes, I did!" I asked her how she got the pan down & said said, "Like this," and showed me that she simply picked it up & put it on the floor. (I'm sure she was thinking, "Duh, Mom. How else would I get it down?") I asked her if it was heavy & she said yes. I couldn't do anything but laugh. I didn't even hide it. And then I called Bryan for story time.
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